Chapter 36
Xue Ling herself had no memory of kissing a frog, after all, it happened before she was three years old.
But adults always enjoy digging up and repeating the dark histories of children's childhood.
When Xue Ling was in primary school, an animated film about a frog prince became popular all over the country, and the fact that Xue Ling had kissed a frog when she was a child was even brought up and repeatedly criticized.
It had been mentioned so many times that Xue Ling had almost become immune to it. When her relatives laughed about it, she could still smile politely.
When her friends found out and started calling her a princess, she just blushed out of embarrassment.
But! This doesn't mean she can accept this childhood joke being known by Wen Jiuze!
He will definitely laugh at her!
Xue Ling had no doubt that fifty years from now, Wen Jiuze the dog would suddenly say to her, "Remember, you kissed a frog when you were a kid."
Just thinking about being laughed at by him all the time makes me want to die.
Either she dies or Wen Jiuze dies.
After Xue Pingying finished chatting, she left with the child in her arms. Wen Jiuze watched her walk away, opened the car door, and said, "Frog..."
Xue Ling was originally leaning on the chair, as quiet as a dead person, but when he heard these two words, he suddenly jumped up and started to go crazy in the car.
There was a sudden and chaotic banging noise in the car, and the whole car began to shake.
Wen Jiuze held the car door, leaned back slightly, and smiled brightly.
The parking place was very close to the base, and there were many people passing by. Everyone was attracted by the vibrating car and looked over.
Wen Jiuze restrained his excessive laughter, stepped into the car and stopped him: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
"I won't say anything. I'll shut up. Ahem."
Xue Ling then stopped, grabbing the headrest of the seat that she had pulled off, and stared at him with a wary and suspicious look.
Wen Jiuze suddenly brought up another matter: "We are leaving soon. Do you want to give your mother something?"
Xue Ling put down the weapon in his hand.
Wen Jiuze suggested: "Give her the ham."
It’s not the first one, that one has been eaten. The one in the car that has not been eaten yet is the one Xue Ling found later.
It's okay to eat ham occasionally, but it's really unbearable to eat it every meal. Wen Jiuze finally finished the first one, and Xue Ling found the second one.
Seeing her happily write “If you like it, I found another one” and spend so much time looking for it, Wen Jiuze couldn’t bring himself to say “I don’t want to eat it”.
"Leaving that ham to your mother is a token of your thoughtfulness," Wen Jiuze said.
Xue Ling nodded and crawled to the back to look for something else she could give to her mother.
Finally, I sorted out a bag.
Since she couldn't show up, she handed it over to Wen Jiuze.
Wen Jiuze did not go to look for Xue Pingying, but stopped Xue Pingying's stepdaughter and Xue Ling's uncle's cousin on the roadside, and told them that those were Xue Pingying's things and asked them to pass them on.
After delivering the things, they did not stay in Xiu'an Base any longer and left here quickly.
By the time Xue Pingying realized something was wrong, she couldn't find them anymore.
"They are all doing well. Everything is fine." Xue Ling was silent for a long time in the car, took out a writing board and wrote this sentence.
When she first became a zombie, she did not explain her situation to her mother and them. Now she will not recognize them and disrupt their peaceful life.
If they knew her situation, their joy would only be a momentary thing, followed by endless hours of worry and pain.
Just like Wen Jiuze, because she was still feeling happy, she was constantly reminded that she was no longer alive, and she felt hurt every time she realized it.
He is a very powerful and strong man, so he can still smile at her every day, but mom and uncle can't do that.
“I’m doing pretty well now.”
Xue Ling continued writing, and felt a sense of peace and emptiness in her heart.
Wen Jiuze said, "I am not doing well. I feel like I am sitting on pins and needles."
Xue Ling: “…”
What's your business?
Wen Jiuze moved his butt to reveal his seat: "Look, has this seat been damaged by your jumping around just now? The springs inside have all come out."
Xue Ling: “…”
The peace of mind was broken by a word.
In the past, if Xue Ling accidentally broke something at home, he would just apologize subconsciously to make amends. But as for Wen Jiuzhe... anyone who dares to point out my mistakes to my face will be rewarded with a fist!
After receiving two punches from Bang Bang, Wen Jiuze manually moved her to the driver's seat and switched seats with him: "You are not afraid of getting stabbed anyway, you drive."
This is why Xue Ling treats Wen Jiu differently. Wen Jiu will not blame her for ruining something, he will just take the opportunity to do something mean.
After being emphasized by Wen Jiuze, Xue Ling, who was sitting in the driver's seat, actually felt a little uncomfortable.
When the two stopped to rest again, Xue Ling got out of the car.
Wen Jiuze sat lazily on the hood of the car, holding his chin, and smiled as he watched Xue Ling angrily open the doors of abandoned cars on the roadside and search one by one.
She quickly found a cushion and came back, but before she put it down, Wen Jiuze suddenly stretched out his hand in front of her.
"Look, what is this?"
It was a frog, which was held up by one of its legs and dangled in the air by Wen Jiuze.
Xue Ling: “…”
The seat in his hand fell to the ground with a thud. Wen Jiu threw the frog away and stepped onto the roof of the car.
At this moment, Xue Ling surpassed the average speed of the zombies, grabbing the frog with one hand and Wen Jiuze's feet with the other.
Being held by her, Wen Jiuze couldn't kick her away like he would an enemy, so he had to use his hands to support himself as he fell down to avoid falling too hard.
Xue Ling took the opportunity to press on him, grabbed the frog and pressed it against his mouth.
You dog, give me a kiss too!
Wen Jiuze quickly grabbed her wrist, preventing her from really pressing the frog on her face, and quickly kissed her on the cheek, smiling and reminding her: "If you press the frog on my mouth, I will kiss you next."
Xue Ling won the second place in the shameless competition.
Xue Ling, who didn't want to kiss the frog anymore or kiss the frog indirectly, let go of Wen Jiuze and threw the frog in her hand into the ditch beside her.
Turning back, Wen Jiuze picked up the cushion she had found, dusted it off, and said to her with emotion: "Hey, you still care about me."
After using a set of silky little combos to make his ex-girlfriend so angry that she jumped up and down, Wen Jiuze stopped using his magical powers, started washing the pot and cooking, and stopped teasing her.
Although he wanted to find a skipping rope for her to jump on when he saw Xue Ling jumping up in anger, he gave up because he was afraid that she would really get so angry that she lost her mind and bit someone.
Most importantly, there was no skipping rope anywhere.
Xue Ling was only concerned about Shang and Wen Jiuze's anger. When the car drove into the familiar road of Yu City, she didn't have time to have any complicated emotions.
The permanent population of Yu City is not as large as that of first-tier cities. It seems that after the cleanup, there are not many zombies in the surrounding areas.
Several main roads have also been cleared, with abandoned vehicles piled up on both sides to make it easier for scavengers to drive into the city.
Wen Jiuze turned a corner on the road leading to the city center and took another road that had not been cleared.
Both of them go to schools in the university district. The schools cover a large area, and the newly built campuses are all on the outskirts of Yucatan, not in the bustling city center.
In order to go to school conveniently, Xue Ling rented a house not far from the school.
The car stopped under the residential building, and Wen Jiuze looked up to see the charred wall.
There was a big fire in the building, which burned down several houses, but fortunately the entire building was not burned down.
The house that Xue Ling had rented was also affected by the fire, and the small balcony in the living room was completely black.
Xue Ling had placed a pot of yew flowers on the small balcony before, but she didn't take care of it much. However, the flower grew very lushly, and its green leaves looked like a window curtain.
During the flowering season, many blue-purple morning glories entangled the window railings. Every time Wen Jiuze walked downstairs, he would subconsciously take a look at the window railings.
He never considered the Wen family as his own home, nor did he expect to have any home, but Xue Ling easily instilled in him the idea that "this is his home" in a very short period of time.
Every time I think of "going back", I think of this place.
That year, whenever he came here, he would feel relaxed as long as he looked up and saw that window.
Just recently, he dreamed of this place.
I dreamed that Xue Ling was sitting on the small balcony reciting lessons. Her head was nodding, and she was reciting to herself over and over again, making her book noisy. Occasionally, she would raise her hands to dry her hair, which she had just washed.
Wen Jiuze lay on the sofa, staring at her back, his eyes blinded by the sunlight reflected from the white tile floor.
There is a bell ornament on the small tea table in the living room. When you reach out and press it, it makes a crisp tinkling sound.
"Dingling——"
Suddenly, he was punched on the arm. Wen Jiuze turned his gaze from the dark windowsill to Xue Ling beside him.
Xue Ling stretched out a finger and pointed upwards, asking whether they wanted to go up.
He was the one who wanted to come over to take a look, but now he is standing downstairs without moving.
Wen Jiuze walked upstairs and asked, "Do you think anyone has taken anything from your house?"
It must have been turned over by the survivors. Is there any need to ask? What nonsense is this?
They went up to the fifth floor and didn't see a single person or a zombie there.
The dusty door opened, revealing a darkened living room and a half-burned kitchen, but the room had survived.
No one has been here for a long time.
Wen Jiuze put his hands in his pockets and walked around the small room. He picked up the fallen bell ornament from beside the sofa and put it back on the tilted coffee table.
"Dingling——"
Xue Ling walked into the bedroom, Wen Jiuze glanced at the door and turned to the guest bedroom next door.
When he first moved in, he lived in this room for a while, and then it became vacant and was converted into a study.
The sofas and beds are stacked up, and the desk is against the bookshelf.
Wen Jiuze opened the drawer and a mint green Polaroid camera rolled inside.
They bought this when they went traveling, but they didn't use it much afterwards.
The two stacks of photos next to it have been carefully laminated, so even after more than three years, the images are still clear.
The top photo is a photo of him and Xue Ling. Because he is too tall, he squatted down to take the photo, and the posture looks a bit awkward.
The next photo was taken by him, of Xue Ling. In the photo, Xue Ling had one foot in the pool, looking upset.
When the photo was taken, Xue Ling was standing by the pool and posed beautifully for him to take the photo, but Wen Jiuze fiddled with it for a long time without taking the photo. Xue Ling got a little anxious and wanted to teach him how to take the photo, but he slipped and fell into the pool. Wen Jiuze immediately captured this photo.
I remember almost every photo of Wen Jiuze, some good ones and some bad ones.
In some photos, only half of his face was shown, and the faces of two other people were blurred. These photos that were not taken well were well preserved.
But at the bottom there are several pieces of news that I have never seen before.
One photo was taken at the south gate of Xue Ling's school. There were many sycamore trees on that street. In the photo, he was waiting for Xue Ling to come out. He had one hand in his pocket, holding a sycamore leaf and looking at it. The light was beautiful, but the photo was not clear, and it looked like a black shadow.
Another photo shows him from behind, sitting behind the wire fence of the basketball court.
There is his back as he walks down the street. Passersby, probably because of his height, turn their heads to look at him, and their faces are also captured by the camera and left in the photo.
…
Flipping through the stack of photos, Wen Jiuze pulled out the photo of the two of them and put it in his pocket.
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